|Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.|
|Glory is like a circle in the water,|
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught.
| As the vine is the glory of the trees it clasps, as the grapes of the vine, as the bull of the herd, as the standing corn of the fruitful field, thou and thou alone art the glory of those who love thee.|
|Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright,|
But lookd too near have neither heat nor light.